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La cuisine à la française

Yes, indeed, the French still seem to shop daily and eat sparingly as a friend of mine writes. They go out for their daily bread and munch off the top of it on their way home. They stand in line at the bakery, and most of the daily provision shops have one door you go in and queue towards the register, and another door you go out next to the register.

The first day Kazi and I stumbled up on a butchers we stood in the window for a long time wondering what the heck we were looking at. The friendly butcher knocked on the glass and motioned us in, “We explain everything, Madame!”

the sheep brains are noticeably inexpensive!

These pictures are not from that carchuterie, which is a prepared meats charcutery, but from the open market on Sunday where we decided to go for red meat like Norway has never seen the likes of. The butcher gave us a roast that was twice as big as we could have possibly eaten in one meal, and told me to put it in a hot over for 25 minutes. Comme ça c’est parfait Madame! Knowing how bloody red the French like their meat we decided to do the opposite, a slow oven for about an hour.

Then we stood in line for some French beans: long, green, slightly furry, and snapping with flavor that tastes of the farm in summer.

And voilà! Bifteck aux haricots verts!

with a garnish of fresh glazed apricots



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